Kieran’s POV,
“Let me put him back in the cradle,” I murmured, reaching out as Mira carefully passed him into my arms. The fading sunlight was still lingering in the room, painting everything in a yellow glow.
I carefully laid the baby down in the cradle and leaned a little, my fingertips grazing the soft, golden-tinged fur along his back. A delicate shimmer was echoed from his fur just like the subtle glint woven through Mira’s hair.
The baby moved slightly, sucking warmth from my hand. His baby skin grazed over my trembling palm and instantly sent a pang through my chest. His tiny chest rose and fell with soft breaths and I was already lost in thought about how something so small could carry such strength and power to melt my frozen heart.
I tucked the soft fur blanket around him, en
